#PRINCSEA

[gashofleastresistance]

“He’s alive! Alert the queen!”

THE LITTLE MERMAID (2023) dir. Rob Marshall

[alliecathayes]

What would I give, to live where you are? What would I pay, to stay here beside you? What would I do, to see you, smiling at me?

[metamorphesque]

— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra

[chillpotato]

- A.R Asher

[cornonation]

I have a headcannon that Ariel love to make jokes but she like horrible at them but Eric laughs every time.

[metamorphesque]

I won’t hide it: I’m so unused to being – well, understood, perhaps, – so unused to it, that in the very first minutes of our meeting I thought: this is a joke, a masquerade trick …

Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra

[metamorphesque]

You came into my life – not as one comes to visit (you know, ‘not taking one’s hat off’) but as one comes to a kingdom where all the rivers have been waiting for your reflection, all the roads, for your steps.

— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra

[quotemadness]

A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor.

English Proverb

[fath0ms]

....... HELLO SIR!

[flowerytale]

The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923

[flowerytale]

Targa con Sirena Bicaudata, Siena (Italy)

[flowerytale]

Virginia Woolf, from The Waves

[forlornalbatross]

“I say your name in my head, in my heart, in my waking days & sleepless night even in my deathbed & before I truly expire / like a canticle & hymn of requiescat in pace”

—

D C de Oliveira | fromTo Chloe, “Nomen-Tuum” | September 15th 2021, Wednesday 2:11:12 am · 2 years ago (Draft Collection) 

[derangedrhythms]

You—you strange, you almost unearthly thing!—I love as my own flesh.

Charlotte Brontë, from ‘Jane Eyre’

[derangedrhythms]

Fishermen know that the sea is perilous and the storm fearful, but have never thought the perils reason enough for deciding to take a stroll along the beach instead. They leave that sort of prudence to those who relish it. The storm may come and the night may fall, but which is worse, the danger or the fear of danger? I would sooner have the reality, the danger itself. 

Vincent van Gogh, from ‘The Letters of Vincent van Gogh’ ⁠— Theo van Gogh c. May 1882, tr. Arnold Pomerans

[derangedrhythms]

[…] a kindling, a fascination, a yearning, a restless tingling.

Emma Donoghue, Reader, I Married Him: Stories Inspired by Jane Eyre; from ‘Since First I Saw Your Face’

[ltwilliammowett]

A pair of Mediterranean seascapes: a capriccio of a coastal view; and a naval battle, by Orazio Grevenbroeck (1670-1743)